Thomas Sanders Sides One-shots

Hidden In The Shadows

I lay in bed staring up at my bedroom ceiling, patiently waiting for the last person to fall asleep. It was around 1 in the morning and I could still hear Logan typing away on his computer.

I waited until I heard the typing stop and after a few minutes a light snore was all I could hear. I quietly got up and walked to my door to begin my usual night time rounds.

I walked silently down the corridor, tracing the walls with my fingers as I went, fascinated at how the white walls began to darken when in contact with me.

I walked around Thomas's mind space, leaving a trail of black on the walls to show where I'd been. I loved to do this but I could only get away with it at night. The others saw what I was doing as harmful to Thomas and forbid me from doing it.

I sighed as I remembered how I'd tried to tell them it wasn't going to harm Thomas because my entire thing was to protect Thomas but they shouted over me, refusing to listen.

Well Patton hadn't but Logan and Roman were adamant that when anything was wrong with Thomas it was down to me. Their theory had been proven wrong in several of Thomas's videos but they ignored that as well.

I felt a couple tears trail down my face as I remembered how Logan immediately decided I was to blame for Thomas procrastinating his video and how when Roman had popped up he'd also commented on how it's usually me that's responsible.

I wiped my face and looked down at the carpet which before had been cream but now had large black mark on it. I frowned in confusion and bent down to examine it. It felt wet.

I suddenly put two and two together. I'd been standing there crying and I'd caused the black stain. I leant against the wall and slid down it, trying to figure out how I'd explain this away.

When the others found the stain I knew Roman and Logan would rip me apart with their harsh words. I shuddered, I needed somewhere to hide from them.

Before I could react the wall I was leaning on suddenly disappeared and I fell backwards. I pushed myself up and looked around nervously.

Everything was dark and the shadows were so dense it almost felt like fog. I got to my feet and took a couple cautious steps inside the strange room. The wall that had disappeared suddenly reappeared and I found myself trapped in the room.

I started to hyperventilate but a screen suddenly lit up in front of me and words began to appear.

Don't panic. You're in here for your own protection. While you're in here you will be protected from those who seek to destroy you with their insults. You will be able to see everything.

The screen turned off and I was left with more questions than answers. Who was responsible for this? Why would they help me? How did they manage this?

Before I could think of anymore questions several screens lit up and I found myself watching the others waking up. Logan was back on his computer typing away, Patton had wandered to the kitchen and was cooking breakfast and Roman was staring into the mirror and making sure his appearance was perfect.

I watched as Patton set up the table for breakfast. He always set up four places but everyone knew I'd never turn up so it was more habit than hope I'd actually come for breakfast.

He went to fetch Logan who reluctantly dragged himself away from his computer where he'd been writing up facts or something to be stored in Thomas's long term memory.

"Did you even sleep last night?" Patton asked sternly, fixing Logan with his parent look. Logan muttered quietly "I went to bed at half 1."

I winced in slight sympathy as Patton gave him one of his rare glares. It was always best to do as Patton said if he went all parental and protective on you.